Dean couldn't believe that they were having this conversation with his dad in this sleazy motel room, the teen wanting to just sink into the floor. Of course when Raechel spoke up and actually confronted his dad about the whole thing he couldn't believe it and for a moment he just gaped at her. Of course after a few minutes his brain kicked back in and he stepped forward, taking Rae by the arm and pulling her back a bit.
"Whoa, chill okay?" he asked her, well begged really since he, like Sammy, knew how this was likely to end.
John looked at the girl as she actually snapped at him and said that they hadn't done anything wrong. "Girl, ya best watch that mouth of yours," John told her in a low and ominous tone, one that his boys knew well. "It's against the rules for you to even be here and Dean knows damn good and well what he did wrong," says as he turns his gaze toward the boy before once again looking at the girl. "Now unless you want a taste of what Dean's gonna get I suggest you back off."
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